Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

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your worst nightmare be verse right here
but good, what you niggas get for sleeping on me
i put favorite rapper in a hearse right there
and i bet his weeping homies won't do shit but call peoples on me
hard to keep it real everybody keep it phony
i'mma it sosa while these niggas keep it tony
you gotta watch the that you painting with your verses
we go in niggas' mouths, i don't know bout bitches'
and up with this, "i'm just sayin'" shit?
fuck asked you? you shouldn't be shit
problem is, assholes always shit
but money talks you ain't got it, you shouldn't be saying shit
plaxi-ho, oops, i mean plaxico
talking bout we get 'em robbed the fuck up, cheddar bob
you know the story, nigga home, set it sob
gonna be a hater cause he find a better job
nigga at home, like he out of town
nigga on the field, like he out of bounds
welcome to my city, emphasis on my
that just my opinion, but who really with me, huh?
why give a fuck it makes no to give
that ray j got me so sensitive
big bad wolf dressed in a granny
bitch nigga, i see through your disguise
your jeans sagging too low, or panties too high
you touch me, you waiting for your mani to dry
and you don't want niggas in your house though
trying to see if you got
i ain't one to put no out, yo

you start shit, i end intro/outro
you under the influence, i'm the bullshit
you on a empty tank, i got a clip
you got the drool dripping from the wolves'
don't have that man talking bout you from the
blahsay blah, blahsay
yeah, death comes in threes menage a trois
mase-qua, the four-door 'rati
my martin, made that a four-door body
pipes, that's my four-door shotty
sitting but i'm shitting, that's my four-door
too many ride like me, literally
this what the majors from the little league
little me, just trying to be the person
dr. banner, but the nigga version
and you don't want to see me
you won't like it when i'm
my condolences the boss
all i say, sorry for your loss